This this a story of a man caught in the grind of American corporate life
Is it a dream a fiction or just the truth we all live
You decide
Last night I dreamed that Vivian was dead
The worms were crawling in her head
This vision did not make me sad
Truth to tell I didn't care
I saw the maggots curl within
The amber jelly of her eyes
I saw the beetles feast upon
The swollen flesh upon her thighs
I gave my all I worked with pride
But their ethics were an empty lie
Their promises as dead as the long shift ran
I walked away no regret in hand
I learned the truth of their corporate lies
In this fake world of ROTT'N DEAD
Her brother became a skinny old man
Looks drugged just stumbling where he stands
Fake as the smile that he pretends
Greedy as the company he defends
The boss pulled strings with hands so cold
Their empire's rot was bought and sold
She marches with Vivian and her brother in tow
A zombie orchestra all for show
It's not revenge that fuels my song
But seeing right made out of wrong
ROTT'N DEAD's just an empty name
Where voices are drowned and truths defamed
I gave my all I worked with pride
But their ethics were an empty lie
Their promises as dead as the long shift ran
I walked away no regret in hand
I learned the truth of their corporate lies
In this fake world of ROTT'N DEAD
Vivian your crown was thin as air
A fragile throne but nothing there
Her brother stands with vacant eyes
A puppet bound by greed and lies
Last night I dreamed that Vivian was dead
The worms were crawling in her head
Truth to tell I smiled to see
Her body ro-o-ti-i-ing
This song it's a dream but also a fiction
A story told through sound and emotion
It's not just real it's imagined
And maybe that's where the truth lies